One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class walking home from school. His name was raja . It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a Friday? He must really be a nerd." I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a cricket with my friend the following afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him. They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and tripping him so he landed in the dirt. His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet from him. He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness in his eyes.My heart went out to him. So, I jogged over to him, and as he crawled around looking for his glasses, I saw a tear in his eye.I handed him his glasses and said, "Those guys are jerks. They really should get lives." He looked at me and said, "Hey, thanks!" There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him where he lived. It turned out he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen him before. He said he had gone to private school before coming to this school.I would have never hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home, and I carried his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid. I asked him if he wanted to play cricket on Saturday with me and my friends. He said yes. We hung all weekend and the more I got to know raja, the more I liked him. And my friends thought the same of him. Monday morning came, and there was raja with the huge stack of books again. I stopped him and said, "Damn boy, you are gonna really build some serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!". He just laughed and handed me half the books. Over the next four years,raja and I became best friends. When we were seniors, we began to think about college.raja decided on delhi, and I was going to jaipur. I knew that we would always be friends, that the miles would never be a problem. He was going to be a doctor, and I was going for business on a scholarship.raja was valedictorian of our class.I teased him all the time about being a nerd. He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me having to get up there and speak.Graduation day arrived - I saw raja and he looked great. He was one of those guys that really found himself during high school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more dates than me and all the girls loved him!Boy, sometimes I was jealous. Today was one of those days. I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!" He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and smiled. "Thanks," he said. As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began. "Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a coach... but mostly your friends. I am here to tell all of you that being a friend to someone is the best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."I stared at my friend in disbelief as he told the story of the first day we met. He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was carrying his stuff home. He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile. "Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the unspeakable."I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and smiling that same grateful smile. Not until that moment did I realize its depth.Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each other's lives to impact one another in some way. Look for God in others."Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly."

कितने बदल गए हम?

आज हमारे पास सब कुछ है पर कुछ भी नही..... सचमुच हम अपनों मे बेगानों की तरह बस जी रहे हैं ....
आज हमारे पास तीन चार मोबाइल हैं पर मन की बात करने को दोस्त नही हैं.....
आज हमारे पास बड़ी बड़ी गाडियां है लेकिन जाने को ऐसी जगह नही जहाँ दो पल सुकून मिले .....
आज हमारे पास महँगी घडियां है लेकिन अपने लिए भी समय नही .......
हम घर बैठे बैठे ये जानते हैं कि अमेरिका मे क्या हो रहा है,लेकिन अपने पड़ोस मे कौन है ये जानने कि फुर्सत नही......
हम कितने बदल गए हैं?

मौसम बदल रहा है!

गर्मी की शुरुआत , लू के थपेडे ,पसीना, घमोरिया ...... बदलते मौसम के मिजाज़ के साथ ये सब फ़िर से नुमाया हो रहा है .... अभी चैन से सर्दी का लुत्फ़ लिया ही नही कि निगोडी गर्मी बेधड़क आ धमकी ,बिन बुलाई और मन मे गुस्सा लिए..... सूरज देवता आँखे तरेर रहे है जैसे हमे देख कर कह रहे है कि बहुत घूम लिए बेटा अब हिम्मत है तो बाहर आओ.....
इस बदलते मौसम के साथ एक मौसम और भी आया है.....चुनाव का मौसम..... भाई पहले चुनावी महाकुम्भ हुआ करता था क्योकि पाँच साल मे एक बार ही होता था....अब तो मुंबई कि बारिश कि तरह न जाने कब हो जाए कोई ऐतबार नही .... बारिश हो और मेंढक न हो कैसे हो सकता है.... तो bhaiya इस चुनावी बारिश के मौसम मे भी टर्र टर की कोई कमी नही है.....अभी कुछ दिन पहले एक नए नवेले मेंढक ने कुछ ज्यादा ही टर टर कर दिया तो पूरे कुवे मे बवाल मच गया ....एक बुड्ढे मेंढक ने तो उस युवा मेंढक को मारने तक का फरमान जारी कर दिया ....लेकिन उसी बूढे मेंढक की मेंढकी ने कल अनाप शनाप बक दिया.... अब इन मेंढको की लडाई मे नुक्सान तो बेचारे कुवे का है ....
हर राजनितिक दल का नारा है आम आदमी ..... यह आम आदमी १८ मई तक ख़ास रहेगा... और १८ के बाद शायद आम भी न रहे.... आज जो नेता वोट के लिए गली गली भटक अपने जूते घिस रहे हैं ...कल उनके दर्शन के लिए ये आम आदमी अपनी एडिया घिसेगा और ये सर्व सुलभ लोकप्रिय नेता अंतर्धान हो जायेंगे... कौन कहता है की सिर्फ़ पांडव ही अज्ञातवास गए ? हमारे जन नेता भी जीतने के बाद लोक कल्याण हेतु अज्ञातवास जायेंगे ..... ... फर्क सिर्फ़ इतना है की पांडव राज त्याग कर गए और ये लोग राज के आनंद उठाते हुवे जायेंगे... ये त्याग की पराकाष्ठा है ....
आज chaturth shreni की नौकरी के लिए भी qualification चाहिए लेकिन देश चलाने के लिए कोई qualification की जरुरत नही ....हाँ दो चार aaparadhik मामले हो तो अच्छा है ....उनसे raub padtaa है ....
लोग दिन रात पढ़ कर एक naukari paate हैं .....और बिना पढ़ाई के naukari देने waale बन जाते हैं...........
सोचो.... aisaa क्यों होता है?

सीख रहा हूँ

चलो पहली बार हिन्दी ब्लॉग लिख डाला , ज्यादा गलतियाँ भी नही की ..... अब आगे देखते हैं क्या करना है ......

क्या लिखूं?

आज पहली बार हिन्दी फॉण्ट से लिखना सीख रहा हूँ। प्रकाशजी के ब्लॉग को देख कर बहुत प्रेरणा मिली कि शायद मैं भी ब्लॉग लिख सकूँ।हिन्दी मे लिखना आसान नही है क्योंकि टाइप इंग्लिश मे करना है और यह भी देखना है की जो टाइप कर रहा हूँ हिन्दी मे वही लिखा जा रहा है जो मै चाहता हूँ .... खैर ये शुरुआत है और कुछ गलतियाँ तो लाज़मी है ....लेकिन उम्मीद है कि धीरे धीरे सीख जाउंगा....कहते है कि अक्ल बादाम खाने से नही ठोकर खाने से आती है ,सो मुझमे भी आ ही जायेगी

time to say gudnite

chalo bhai its time to say gudnite.....kal subah jaldi uthannaa hai,,....3 .30am....to watch india vs newzealand test match day 5..... its history in the making and i dont wanna miss the historic moment...... i hope india will win tomorrow..... all cricket fans hope so! so kal celebrate karenge..... gd nite

aaj pahli baar blog likh raha hu....samajh nahi aata kya likhu....jab prakashji ka blog dekha to laga ki blog ki duniya mai abhi tak mera to janam bhi nahi hua..... baharhaal koshish kar raha hu ki kahin se to shuruat karu.... waise bhi kahte hai ki all big journeys begin with a small step.... and this one is a baby step of a toddler who is trying to come to terms with blogging stuff .... but i m lucky that even if i dont post any blog i hav prakash dada's(abhivyakti) blog to keep myself busy,,,,,
suna hai bade bade log blog likh kar apni abhivyakti karte hain..... even big b has his blog.... though i havnt seen it..... yes ek blog maine sunaa thaa jo bahut famous hua thaa....amir khan walaa jisme aamir ne shahrukh ke baare mai likha tha.....lekin baad mai pata chala ki aamir king kahn ke baare mai nahi balki apne paaltu shwaan(dog) ke baare mai kah rahe the'.... bhai "kutta" shabd aamir sahab ke paltu jaanwar k baare mai use nahi kar saktaa....shayad aisa bharat mai hi hota hai jaha aam aadmi kutte se bhi badtar halat mai jeeta hai aur khaas admi ke kutte ko doggie ya pet kaha jata hai,kutta nahi.......
haan,shahrukh se yaad aya aajkal shahrukh khan sunil gavaskar ki buraai kar rahe hai....shayd wo bhul rahe hai ki sunny gavaskar tab se super star hai jab shahrukh paida bhi nahi huve .....aise super star ka apmaan karna ye dikhata hai ki saflata shahrukh ke sir chadh gayi hai....time to payback the favour guys! i think aamir was right in naming his dog.....!

shri ganeshaya namah

this is the beginning of my blog and i dont kno where to start from...its gonna b a grt journey a long one too.....
"woods are lovely dark and deep
but i hav promises to keep
and miles to go before i sleep,
and miles to go before i sleep............."